Sorry, I was trying to write in very bad verse, the way NostraDumbAss or some of the other mystics of yore once did. Harry, you don't get a DO-OVER. You know you ain't got a snowball's chance in hell of being right. You're just trying to dump your stocks and rip off the rubes one more time before they lynch you. Or maybe you're hoping to die before then.

See you in October, and this time you better put your own money up with a bookie in Vegas. And we aren't letting you triple down and push it off until December 31st, when you get it wrong in October.